First a little background. I was raised in a normal middle class family in the late seventies & early eighties. My father was a typical 9 to 5′ er. Mom was a stay at home wife. My sister & I attended Catholic School throughout. We lived in a small town in Northern Ca., & life just kinda floating along.
Across the street from our house, lived a kid my same age. He attended public school, but we still hung out together after school. Over the years, he & I became best friends. We spent all of our free time together. Bike riding, paper routes, playing, TV, whatever. Steve never seemed different than I in any way, but as the years past, & our interests changed, me music & girls, & Steve…well, sports & boys. Funny how two guys, under the same upbringing, can be sooo different later in life.
Steve & I continued our best friend. I didn’t care that he was gay. He was a hell of a nice guy. Only once at the age of fifteen, at a sleep over in his backyard did he ever involve me in his way of life. It was very late, we were in our sleeping bags just talking, & as boys of fifteen will do, he said that he was going to jerk-off, & it would be nice if I did too. We tossed open the bags, & slipped our pants down. At fifteen I was jerking-off allot, so that wasn’t new, but lying there and watching Steve play with himself, & see him watching me…That was new! After awhile, Steve asked if he could touch it.
What the hell…”Go ahead.” I said. He sat up, moved closer to me, and took it in his hand. It got a little weird after awhile, & I stopped him. We each finished, and that was that. Never spoke of it. Never did it again.
Now, move ahead to last year. 2006. Twenty three years have past. Steve and I are still kinda close, but I have a family, and he’s in a committed gay relationship. Well like every summer, I went toVisit him for a few days. he and his guy live in a nice home with a pool in the backyard. On the second day of my visit, it got very hot out, & we decided to go out for a swim. Steve & Jim are very open guys, and once outside, the clothes came off. I sat with Steve on the patio, me in shorts, Steve nude. Jim was in the pool nude. We were drinking some cocktails, and chatting. Steve said, lets go in. I got up to follow, & he turned back to me, and said, “No clothes in the pool.” His house, his rules. I felt kinda funny skinny dipping with two gay guys, but it was hot! Jim soon got out, and laid out on a towel near the pool. With drinks in hand, Steve & I chatted & waded in the pool. “Doesn’t Jim have a gorgeous body?” Steve commented. I looked over at Jim…”I guess.” Not sure how to answer. Then Steve brought up the night of the sleep out. “Gay or not, you’ve gotta like JIms body.” Smooth, clean, Trim, & look at that dick.” “I guess.” I said. “I know you would never sleep with me, but if you liked guys… would you with Jim?” I looked over & really gave him the once over. He actually was quite good looking. “sure, if I were gay. I’d be over there right now.”
As the day past, only little comments were directed to the sex thing. Like, “JIm would sure like it if you helped him with that tanning lotion.” “Jim’s gonna get up. Watch that cock swing!” Real funny…
As day past to evening, before the BBQ, Jim got up & dressed to go to the store. While he was gone, Steve, very seriously sat next to me, and asked me straight out….”It would mean a great deal to me if you would help Jim with his confidence, and show him that he’s an attractive guy.” “You don’t have to fuck him, or anything, but kinda makes it look like you’re interested in him.” "I know your not gay, but hey, you’re away from home, alone, nobody has to ever know.” Steve always was a very convinced guy, & with the drinks I had in me…”OK.” I said.
JIm returned from the store, and before coming back out, he was undressing in the kitchen. He brought out a bag of stuff for us to see, so I moved over next to him. Steve was right, Nobody would ever have to know. I was a little curious. At one point, I motioned towards the bag in front of Jim, and accidentally, brushed my hand across his cock. He kinda smiled & let it go. Sooo, acting drunker than i was, I kinda fell towards him, and caught myself by grabbing his thighs. This time his look was not a glance, but rather a thoughtful stare.
Steve exhausted himself to in and pee. While away, Jim reached right over to me and cupped my balls with his hand. “Nice.” My legs spread just a little as his hand fondled around. I closed my eyes, and justlet it happen. It had seemed like seconds had past when I opened my eyes, but I was wrong. There standing across the patio was Steve, and there, head down between my legs…Jim. Although started, and confused, I didn’t move. Jims mouth felt soo good on my dick. Steve, as if it was typical, just walked up behind Jim and kinda rubbed Jims shoulders. I was kinda laid back in the chair, and looking up at Steve. Jim mouth dropped completely over my cock. “UMMMM” I sawed, Steve actually looked content watching his guy sucking me off.
In my state of relaxation, and arousal, I didn’t even feel Jim stand up. He was still fondling me down there, maybe that’s why I hadn’t noticed. I was about to be in for the shock of my life! *I opened my eyes, and what did I see coming towards me? Jim was looking for some return for his efforts. I was not ready for this….I’d never had a cock closer to my face than my own, and here it was. Steve sensed my fear, and reached out and began stroking Jim’s cock. Jim was still motioning towards me…I looked at Steve. Steve kinda gave me that reassuring look. That, It’s gonna be OK. look. as Jims cock reached me, Steve just guided it across my neck, my cheeks, over my lips, across my face. It actually felt nice. It felt velvety, warm,…nice. I parted my lips, and Steve guided the tip into my mouth. In my head…What the fuck!!! There’s a dick in my mouth! But just like sooo many years ago, I just let it happen.. After a few minutes I got the rythum, and lightly sucked on it when he pushed it into me, then let it pull back across my lips.
Here’s the crazy part of the whole experience. I always thought, how does a guy act towards another guy, if he just had sex with him? It was just as if we were sitting around playing poker. The conversation was light, there was laughter, if I wanted to say something, I had to his dick out of my mouth,but I didn’t feel awkward. My mouth service felt the same as if I were helping him out making a sandwich. I got very comfortable, very fast. therefore, I saw no reason to stop, and went right on with giving him the best blow-job I could come up with.
A few minutes later, Steve had fired up the grill, and now was standing next to my face, stroking his dick. “What the hell.” I thought. I turned my head northwrds Steve, and invited him into my mouth. For the next 15 – 20 minutes, I went from one guy to the next! At one point I even tried both at once, but that was a little more than I could do. Jim knelt down in front of me, and started giving me head While I was doing Steve. a few minutes later, I felt something change down there. Jim’s mouth got very tight. I pulled Steve out to see. Jim was no longer kneeing, face buried. Jim was straddling my hips, and lowering himself onto my cock. His asshole felt tight as he slipped down onto me. I had tostop with Steve…I had to see this. Jim tummy and chest quivered everytime he buried me into him. I was in awe watching him enjoy me. Who would have ever thought that I would ever have the opportunity to see what it’s like to have a man mount me and fuck me. Men are not subtle. The sweating. The forcefulness in the movements. The facial expressions. The muscles in his body. The way he stroked his cock as he rode me. Then, as if on que! Jim’s cock pointing directly at me, shot his load. The warmth of his cum as it rolled down my face, neck, and chest. His wales as he came. His forceful movements. During his orgasm, he was really bearing down on me. he was taking it hard…and loving it! a moment later, Steve came! His load shot onto my face, and a little in my mouth. I was prouded. It was good!
Just like that night in Steve’s backyard, when it was done, not a word. I will be visiting them again this summer. I look forward to their company.
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